"Miss Mahert, we already know about this matter, in fact, we have already sent a team member to investigate yesterday."

Captain Al Hasson of the Nightwatch team responded politely.

Hazel's apprehension eased a little, and she put on a polite and reserved smile, and tapped it four times on her chest, saying, "Praise be to the goddess." Then he said goodbye to the night watchmen and left the church of St. Samuel with the maids.

After receiving the aristocratic lady who had almost become a colleague, Al returned to his seat and flipped through various documents.

The cemetery keepers in the eastern district recently reported an anomaly, and they found that the number of corpses that needed to be disposed of suddenly became so large that the weather was getting warmer, which made them work overtime for many days and complain.

A while ago, the members of the Spirit Sect showed signs of activity in Beckland, and everyone's attention was focused on this aspect, so they ranked the anomalies reported by the grave keepers in a relatively low position.

The sudden attention of this matter was due to the death of the important witness to the break-in of Chanisman, the servant who had fallen ill with fright.

In fact, he had been dead for a while, but after what had happened last time, he had not been able to return to work, and if it weren't for a priest, who had introduced him to the job, he had passed the news to the night watchmen, who had not yet realized the strangeness of the matter.

The priest applied for some holy water for him, and it did work at first, and they all thought that they could recover after a period of rest, but after a few days, the servant had a fever again, and gradually fell into a coma, and then dark spots appeared on his body, and the priest even called a doctor for him, but in the end he died silently.

A sturdy man, who had only been in the eastern district for a few hours, died of an unknown disease and incurable medicine, and at this time the grave keeper also reported a large increase in the number of dead.

There is always a shortage of manpower in every team, especially the law enforcement workers who are struggling on the front line.

When they finally had their hands free to investigate the matter, they found that the situation was already quite encouraging, and the results of the investigation showed that no less than 5,000 people died of this unknown disease in just one month.

Combining facts and analysis, supplemented by extraordinary means, Al Hasen's team draws preliminary conclusions.

It is a contagious disease that has never appeared before, with a 100% fatality rate, an unknown route of transmission, and an unknown source of the disease, but it is certain that it has extraordinary factors, and it is likely to be the product of extraordinary abilities in some ways. And this disease has a rather intractable property, it only infects ordinary people, and extraordinary people will face it with a difficult spiritual intuition because there is no risk of being infected.

The source of evil has a strong anti-divination ability, and the night watchers did not get decisive information from divination and psychics, and only saw some images of gray-black powder in the lake.

Large-scale infectious diseases are serious disasters, and although they are currently only spreading in the Eastern Side, they do not discriminate on the basis of whether a person is wealthy or noble.

After the matter was reported to the Archbishop, the Church of the Storm and the Church of Steam were soon informed, and the Substitute Punisher and the Mechanical Heart Team sprang into action.

……

"Do you crave power?"

The tall, beautiful woman asked in a loud voice.

The younger brothers responded enthusiastically and enthusiastically.

The woman pulled out a stack of gold pounds, a dagger, and a piece of parchment from within her towering robe.

She snapped them, slapped them on the table, and said aloud, "Money, magical items, secret ways to increase extraordinary power." ”

Her head was raised high, and her smile was bright and bright.

"That's the prize for the top three."

"The golden pound is power!"

"So, tell me, does your leg still hurt, and your waist is still sore? Does anyone think the number is about the same? ”

The atmosphere was quickly set ablaze. The streets of yesteryear are now the new Assassins.

"It's a dagger that lasts for a year, and it's blessed with magic, and whoever stabs it will feel extremely cold, and will inevitably move slowly and stiffly. Don't you want this good knife? ”

The woman watched the reactions of her subordinates with satisfaction, and continued: "Finally, it is this piece of paper with the method of increasing the level of extraordinary ability, and now, the power is held in my hand. ”

They're all good, and soon these will be mine. The Assassins felt empowered.

"Alright, next time it's the deadline, and I'm going to see twice as many as I have now!"

A group of subordinates left one after another.

The woman put away the prize and rested for a while before getting back on her feet. She took out an old veiled hat that she had found somewhere, put it on her head, pulled her cloak again, and dressed herself up inconspicuously before leaving the makeshift stronghold.

In the thick of the night, she rode through most of Bakeland in a carriage to a very gregarious building in the West End, which belonged to a dilapidated aristocrat who did not deserve a name.

In the spacious living room, orange candlelight, a beautiful woman in a holy white robe stepped barefoot on the soft carpet, she looked condescendingly at the woman kneeling in front of her, her delicate face with indifferent compassion.

The slender curves depict the soft light of light gold, and the overlapping shadows of the mold lake spread backwards from the small roots of the feet.

The sound of a cold spring flowing through a light stone sounded slowly.

"You're doing a great job."

"Your worries and pains will soon be resolved once and for all."

The woman who had never dared to raise her head was overjoyed, and she had a feeling that the dust had settled and the future was good, and she immediately spoke without concealment: "Thank you for the reward of the Holy Maiden, and my brothers and I will definitely dedicate all our strength to our Gnosis Society." ”

The woman heard a "hmm" sound like a golden jade touch, and the whiteness hidden under the silky robe in the afterglow was surrounded by a shaking shadow and left, she let out a long breath in her heart, and muttered silently, "The Holy Maiden is really imposing!" ”

Another woman with a bewitching posture soon appeared, and she smiled and said, "Sawyer, my lord has prepared a reward for you, come with me." ”

The woman named Sawa jumped to her feet and followed the charming woman with joy on her face, listening to the woman gossip again, "Why don't you change your name?" I think Sophia is good. ”

"No," the woman replied cheerfully, "I'm just having a little physical problem, I'm still a man, why should I give myself a woman's name." ”

The charming woman raised her eyebrows, as if she had thought of something, covered her mouth and chuckled, and said, "You're right. ”

The two soon came to a dark room. Sawyer first saw a crucible, and many jars and jars of utensils, as well as a shelf of strange materials of unknown shapes, plants, powders, ores, and the tissues and organs of unknown animal carcasses.

"That's it, drink it and your problem will be solved."

Sawyer looked at the small bottle of rust-red liquid in his hand, frowned a little hesitantly and asked, "Why do I feel that this thing will harm me?" ”

The woman smiled and explained, "Potions are poisonous to humans, they transform our bodies, give us extraordinary powers, and gradually free our spirits from the shackles of the flesh. People who can't withstand this kind of power will die on the spot if they drink it, do you think it's dangerous? ”

Sawyer stared at the long-awaited method of liberation for a long time, and the expression on his face changed and changed.

Just when the woman thought she had seen something, Sawyer finally made up her mind, pulled the stopper, and drank it all.

The charming smile on her face like a peach blossom suddenly revealed a strange smell, and the woman's figure suddenly shattered like a mirror, and reappeared outside the door, stretched out her slender hand, and closed the door with a slight force. It was as if some existing prohibition had been triggered immediately, and an invisible force immediately sealed the entire room.

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The screams of Mohu or the screams of pain were faintly heard, as if they were coming from a distant place, not from the room in front of them.

The charming woman waited patiently for a long time, and after everything was calm, she took out a delicate makeup mirror and did a simple divination before pushing open the door and dealing with the follow-up.